breaking the ice during the icy winter

[redmarksthespot]

[hello campers. there is now an Ask Me About My _____ sign pinned to your chest prominently.

the sign on the pirate near you, for example, reads Ask Me About My Public Execution. he seems less than happy, somehow.]

More of this bullshit... ?

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[fuckseptember]

[Ask Me About My IQ and Peter's looking down at it]

Okay, that could've been way worse.

[fuckseptember]

[i'll take your word for it bro]

... so you're not human?

[rideseveryone]

I am.

Probably.

[fuckseptember]

You're not sure? Why?

[rideseveryone]

It's a little bit complicated, Mr. 190.

[fuckseptember]

Try me.

[rideseveryone]

As I travel through the many worlds, each world tries to write me in as a native, to become whatever the world's story needs. A hero or a villain, a destroyer or a savior... If it needed someone not human, that would probably get dumped on me, too.

[fuckseptember]

Okay, first question. What were you doing before the inter-dimensional travel?

[rideseveryone]

Don't remember.

[fuckseptember]

What's the first thing you remember?

[rideseveryone]

Waking up in a world that wasn't mine. Since I'm a genius photographer, I stayed at a photo studio. That was a month or two before I started my journey across worlds.

[fuckseptember]

Do you have a guide or... someone who told you what you were doing?

[rideseveryone]

Aa, three or four.

None of them told me anything useful, of course. They were so busy trying to make sure their entrances and exits were properly dramatic, they never bothered to say anything that wasn't vague.

[fuckseptember]

Do you travel through time or just different universes?

[rideseveryone]

Just different universes.

[Pause, reconsider.]

Except that one time.

[fuckseptember]

... are you stuck in a cycle or could you theoretically take a break before moving on to the next universe?